The Fool of the Gods

The air was filled with the scent of baby bells, strong and pungent.

Baby bells are a kind of white flower that looks like a small round bell. When it is just inhaled, its fragrance will turn into an extremely strong coolness at the tip of the nose, but as the smell goes deeper, the tasteless coolness gradually turns into a corrupt smell, and finally a disgusting stench breaks out at the back of the nasal cavity.

Because it makes people vomit, similar to morning sickness, in some ancient civilizations, baby bells are often used to pray for children, and the flower name comes from this.

This kind of flower is rare in the civilization era. Only a few countries in the natural alliance that worship [birth] still plant it in large quantities. In the life era, it is very rampant.

The dry wind blew on his face, filling the unpleasant smell into his nasal cavity, causing Cheng Shi to sneeze unconsciously.

Before he opened his eyes, he was thinking, could this be Dolgod?

It should be impossible. How could it be such a coincidence?

He laughed at himself, and slowly opened his eyes when he felt his vision begin to recover. However, when he saw the furnishing style in the room, the church robes worn by himself and the five players opposite him, and the conspicuous totem emblems on the robes, his heart suddenly tightened.

Oh, it's really Dolgod!

A place that he often comes to and is quite familiar with.

Just at this moment, his teammates in front of him also opened their eyes one after another. They looked around and looked at each other calmly.

"I smell the unpleasant smell of baby bell flowers. How can this thing not be extinct?"

"Church? Which church are we in?"

"Life Era, it's not surprising, after all, His most glorious period was in the Life Era."

"......"

"Dolgod?"

The last male player who spoke frowned and looked around, and his tone seemed a little uncertain, but his voice was very low, more like asking himself.

But Cheng Shi happened to hear it. It was rare to meet a player who knew such a small city, so he looked at this teammate with interest and nodded in a friendly way:

"Yes, this is Dolgod."

But what he didn't expect was that this male player, who was wearing a loose robe and a hood and wrapped very tightly, not only did not respond after hearing his affirmation, but frowned and looked him up and down.

Only this time, Cheng Shi knew that he would be despised again in this game.

The believer of [Foolish], still so unconcealed.

"Dolgod? I remember this is a small city in the south of the Dor Empire." A sturdy man looked at Cheng Shi with a smile and raised a thumb, "This place is not famous, brother knows a lot, from the looks of you, you are not... His believer?"

Obviously, the "He" he mentioned refers to [Birth].

?

Cheng Shi was not happy now.

What do you mean by look at my appearance?

No, brother, how do I look like a believer of [Birth]?

You can't make unwarranted associations just because someone is handsome.

Whether I am a believer of Him is another matter, but I think you look like one.

Cheng Shi snorted and looked at the burly man, and saw a reassuring smile in the corners of his eyes and cheeks.

Who would be so happy to match the trial of [Birth]?

Apart from perverts, there are probably only His believers, so the burly man in front of him is likely to be His believer. Coupled with his sturdy physique, Cheng Shi tentatively asked back:

"Chief?"

The man was stunned and laughed: "Is it so obvious? Okay, then I won't hide it. I am indeed the chief.

Gou Feng, Chief, 2381."

Chief, a warrior of [Birth].

A... well, a profession with very strong fertility.

The title of "chief" of this profession is not achieved by recruiting tribesmen, but by the child-bearing ability bestowed upon him by [Birth].

Their attacks carry a very terrifying pregnancy-inducing ability, which allows the enemy to have a chance to conceive their child while being injured. When they kill the pregnant enemy, the fetus on the corpse will break out of the body and eat the corpse to grow up, becoming a new tribesman of "this tribe" and becoming their fanatical followers.

Hence the title of chief.

Therefore, as long as the warriors of [Birth] are strong enough, their tribesmen will fight more and more, and they can almost be called the profession that knows how to fight in groups, because they can form a group by themselves.

When everyone saw that a chief was lined up in the [Birth] game, their faces were a little stiff.

Gou Feng also knew that his profession was often criticized, so he laughed self-deprecatingly:

"Don't be afraid, I don't fight teammates."

You'd better...

Although several teammates didn't say it explicitly, they lookedGou Feng looked rough, but he was actually a smart player. When he saw Cheng Shi evading the question, he knew that Cheng Shi and he did not share the same faith, so he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Mage?" As we all know, most of the intellectuals who know more in the trial are mages, followed by singers, and the other professions under these two professions are not ranked. Cheng Shi was a little unsure about how this unexpected [Birth] game would develop, so he decided to change his mindset and make a few friends with sincerity first. With the protection of multiple friendships, he might be able to avoid a big loss in this accident. So he smiled and nodded, and said sincerely:

"Yes, I am a mage, let me introduce myself.

Cheng Shi, [Life], Mage, 2401."

"Wow, another big guy!"

"Cheng Shi? I recently heard a hot gossip, the male protagonist seems to be called Cheng Shi, but he seems to be a fortune-teller?"

"......" Cheng Shi's face froze, and he forced a fake smile, "I have heard of it too, it is indeed a bit stressful to have the same name as such a person."

Everyone looked different and didn't know what they were thinking, but Gou Feng laughed and said:

"[Life]?

No wonder you recognized this place so quickly, brother, you are also half a colleague, okay, I like you."

?

As soon as he said this, Cheng Shi shook three times on the spot.

He looked at the other person with a stiff back, and after several times of thinking, he realized that this sentence "I like you" should be a catchphrase similar to "You are good".

No, big brother, can you change your catchphrase? It's too scary.

It's scary enough to be told by a big and strong man that you like me. Don't you have to consider whether you are still a chief?

The buffs are stacked like this, which is scary!

"......"

Cheng Shi took a long time to force a smile on his stiff face. He looked at the scary chief and laughed:

"Brother, what did you pray for?"

Gou Feng was a bold and casual man. He did not hide anything. He just frowned and said with a little doubt:

"It's strange. I prayed for a handy equipment, but how come it fell on my benefactor?

Usually, this kind of prayer should be either [War] or [Truth]."

At this time, the guy next to him who was wearing a bit of Assassin's Creed style asked in astonishment: "Brother, you are almost 2400, and you don't have any equipment?"

Gou Feng smiled and shook his head:

"Brother, 2300 and 2400 are very different.

I originally had one, but it was chopped into pieces during the trial, so I wanted to get one that is not so fragile."

Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows after hearing this and said nothing more.

Normally, the person being asked about their wishes would ask what they wished for, but Gou Feng didn't. He didn't seem to care about it. He was still scratching his head and wondering why he could be matched in the trial given by his benefactor.

Seeing that no one asked, Cheng Shi naturally wouldn't take the initiative to say it. It was tiring to make up a reason, so he looked at the people around him.

The believer of [Foolishness] has his own rhythm, Cheng Shi was too lazy to pay attention, so he looked at his teammate on the left.

This teammate was a squinty-eyed man, a squinty-eyed man wearing retro work clothes, who looked like a plumber, with a smile on his face, but his eyes had never moved away from him since he opened his eyes.

He was always looking at himself!

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